The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 656

The last time Ferris stopped me from drinking, I hadn't quite understood why he was so adamant about it.

But this time, I knew exactly why I couldn't drink.

It was because I was pregnant.

But how could Ferris possibly know that?

Was he stopping me because he had somehow found out about the baby?

For a second, it felt like lightning had struck my core. I stood frozen in place, my eyes locked onto Ferris, completely unable to move.

Doubt and terror raged in my chest.

"Why can't she drink? Absolutely not. She has to drink tonight. A man drives her all the way to her doorstep, and she doesn't even invite him in for water? Is that how a decent girl behaves?" Silas frowned deeply, growing increasingly annoyed.

He pushed the issue again. "Selena, get over here and toast Ferris as an apology!"

"No, she really shouldn't drink." Ferris was even more stubborn than Silas, physically pressing down on the brand-new glass Silas had set on the table.

My chest tightened even further. The suspicion pounding against my ribs grew violent.

I forced my feet to move, sitting down at the table and grabbing the bottle. "Silas is right. I definitely owe Dr. Sterling a toast. I might not have a high tolerance, but one glass won't kill me."

Ferris's expression remained perfectly neutral. Since I couldn't read him, I decided to test the waters one more time.

I poured a glass for him and reached for the second glass Silas was holding. "Here, let me toast Dr. Ster—"